I get that three year-olds whine. And talk in their own language. And fake laugh. And stick out their bums and chant, “BUMMY BUMMY BUMMY BUM”. Which I’d really like to blame on the other kids in daycare…so it’s too bad he doesn’t actually go to daycare.
On my good days, I try to give him points for creativity. But try having this conversation more than once:
Me: Raines, would you like milk or water for lunch?
R: I want toyso!!
Me: Toyso, hunh.
R: Toyso fa!
Me: Ha, ha. Ok – do you want milk or water for lunch?
R: TOYSO FA! DA! (spitting sounds)
Me: You either say milk or water or I’m going to choose for you.
R: Me want milky toyso!!!!!
CHOOSE YOUR OWN ENDING:
Me, Response 1: I don’t know what “milky” is.
Raines: MILKY TOYSO FA DA [spit, spit, then makes fart sounds]
[repeat from beginning]
Me, Response 2: You must not be very thirsty. [walk away]
Raines: NOOOOOOOO!!!! [screaming, tantrum, tears]
Me, Response 3: Here’s your milk.
Good thing I’m crazy about him. ‘Cause this sh&t gets tough.
xoxo
S
The Draugelis Blog 
Wow if only I knew what you were going through. I just wish I could share moments like you described with you. I mean Scott just put Caroline down and I through the blood curdling screaming it seems she wanted to wash her hands and read three books instead of two. I was too busy shaking my martini shaker of a gimlet to completely hear what she said. I’m sure it’s all fine! xo N p.s. Milky toyso lalalalalalala duh winning I disagree. See we all have our own language. 🙂
OMG. I am dying. DYING. LOLOLOL
Sigh.
“DISAGREE!!!!” Winning, fo’ sho’.
PERFECT.
Exact same conversations happening here except Magnus is usually debating between ‘cho-cho’ and ‘ho-heim’. LOL. I had to have Jake read this too so he knows we’re not the only ones. 🙂
Nicole – oh the day when I can be shaking up a martini to dull the noise. Only 4 months to go!
OMG…my stomach hurts from laughing….I will let you know that Liam (5 1/2) was and STILL is the same way…only now anything involving the word “poop….butt…fart” is to him the most hysterical thing ever. I ,on the other hand, HATE it! I have tried just going along with it…ignoring it…telling him that we do not use those words…nothing has worked. My sister (who has boys that are now 16 and 19) said that it never changes…great. Last night he was getting ready for bath and he excitedly called for me to show me something….I look and he has his shirt off and is trying to make a “farting” noise as he put it with his hand on his armpit while he cranks him litttle arm up and down…ughhh…Boys will be boys, I guess.